My mind wanders and I lose myself in memories
And I live a life among bygones:
People, places, everything
One thing leads to another
Tales and situations, all of them
things I've experienced in the past
Every time I close my eyes I travel back
to abandoned years that abandoned me
Why do I like them? They're a past that's gone and done
If I let go, the memories come flooding back on their own
And there are times I miss them, so I call out
Why do I long for and keep revisiting those times?
I never had an answer
How old am I, for
memories to be my lifestyle?
There are a million videotapes in my mind
Old memories of this and that
Just two days ago I was a child
and I turned in to sleep
I woke up to find that the years have gone by
without taking me along
My mind wanders and I lose myself in memories
And I live a life among bygones:
People, places, everything
One thing leads to another
In terms of years, I'm not that old
My hair is black as night
And the night is long, and it lingers
There's no escape in it from the memories
Why don't I care about tomorrow and why do I go astray?
Why don't I care about a dream that you conceive?
I only find memories in my daydreams
And that's where I realize that my day, yesterday,
is different from the one you live in
The memory takes me back to a place
Days gone, times of happiness and bless
I don't exist in the midst of tomorrow
Only in memories can I exist
I go back a whole year in the blink of an eye
And year after year, I'm still myself
A child who loves to hum
With simple, achievable dreams
That's why I belong there
I belong to memories
and have no place here among you
My mind wanders and I lose myself in memories
And I live a life among bygones:
People, places, everything
One thing leads to another
Thanks to @Ahmad Safwat for the corrections